Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: How Dishonorable!

As she spoke, Senjumaru Shutara lowered her head and muttered instinctively,

"This is your fault, so shouldn’t you be the one making it up to me?"

Her words carried a hint of playful sulkiness, mixed with an unspoken expectation. Yet, even she wasn’t entirely sure what she meant by them.

Maybe she just wanted Masatsuki Aozaki to comfort her. Or maybe... she just felt like acting spoiled.

Masatsuki, however, showed no intention of letting her go.

Instead, he held her close, keeping the distance between them almost nonexistent, and said,

"Relax. I always have them help out with cooking. Even if you mess things up like an idiot, Hyōrinmaru won’t make a mistake."

His voice was gentle and patient.

"Ugh... You say that, but can’t you at least try to be more reassuring!?"

"Well, if we’re placing blame, maybe I should ask which half-baked chef thought it was a good idea to leave the kitchen just because I stepped out for a moment? You need to focus when you cook. Didn’t I already teach you that?"

Masatsuki looked at her seriously, and for once, Senjumaru was at a complete loss for words. Awkwardly, she averted her gaze.

As someone who excelled at throwing tantrums, she had a natural talent for being unreasonable.

Whenever she couldn’t come up with a good counterargument, she would simply shut down, as if someone had sewn her mouth shut.

Masatsuki, on the other hand, took this as a sign that her brain had momentarily crashed.

Not that he intended to push her into a corner.

Looking at her still caught in his arms, a mischievous smirk formed on his lips as he leaned in slightly.

"But it seems someone doesn’t listen to their teacher and slacks off during lessons. And naughty students... should be punished."

Senjumaru shuddered at his words, her expression shifting to one of panic.

She tried to pull away, but Masatsuki held her firmly in place, making escape impossible.

Smirking, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered,

"Relax. It’s just a little punishment."

With that, he blew a soft breath against her ear.

Her entire face flushed red in an instant.

"Y-You... what are you trying to do...?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she stared at him, flustered beyond belief.

She knew Masatsuki wouldn’t actually force her into anything.

But faced with this dangerously teasing situation, she couldn’t help but consider the worst possible outcome.

After all... she was beautiful. If Masatsuki suddenly lost control of himself, it would be understandable, wouldn’t it?

That thought sent her heart racing.

Resigning herself to whatever might happen next, she squeezed her eyes shut.

Yet...

Nothing happened.

After a long moment of silence, she hesitantly opened her eyes again—only to find Masatsuki just standing there, watching her.

He hadn’t moved an inch.

Completely caught off guard, she forgot to mask her reaction and blurted out,

"...What are you doing?"

Masatsuki chuckled at her confusion before finally releasing her and taking a step back.

With a faint smile, Masatsuki Aozaki asked softly,

"What do you want me to do?"

"N-Nothing!"

At his words, Senjumaru Shutara pouted, making no effort to hide her displeasure.

"Then just make me another set of clothes," Masatsuki said casually.

"What... just for that..."

It wasn’t the request itself that annoyed her. She didn’t mind making clothes for Masatsuki—if anything, she enjoyed it.

But this wasn’t the response she had been hoping for.

Reality had turned out completely different from what she expected, to the point that even something she loved doing suddenly felt frustrating.

Still holding on to a sliver of hope, she asked in a quiet voice,

"But I’ve already made you clothes in every style. What exactly do you want this time?"

Ruining a junior’s romantic moment by stealing their dessert... No matter how she looked at it, that wasn’t something a respectable senior should do. _{f\ree webn ovel(.)com}

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